I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, beenover the edge for yunks, been working me buns off for bands...I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like themost of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, evenif you're not mad...======================

Breathe

Breathe, breathe in the airDon't be afraid to careLeave but don't leave meLook around and chose your own groundFor long you live and high you flyAnd smiles you'll give and tears you'll cryAnd all you touch and all you seeIs all your life will ever beRun, run rabbit runDig that hole, forget the sun,And when at last the work is doneDon't sit down it's time to dig another oneFor long you live and high you flyBut only if you ride the tideAnd balanced on the biggest waveYou race toward an early grave.

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Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull dayYou fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand wayKicking around on a piece of ground in your home townWaiting for someone or something to show you the wayTired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rainYou are young and life is long and there is time to kill todayAnd then the one day you find ten years have got behind youNo one told you when to run, you missed the starting gunAnd you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinkingAnd racing around to come up behind you againThe sun is the same in the relative way, but you're olderAnd shorter of breath and one day closer to deathEvery year is getting shorter, never seem to find the timePlans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled linesHanging on in quiet desperation is the English wayThe time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home againI like to be here when I canWhen I come home cold and tiredIt's good to warm my bones beside the fireFar away, across the field, tolling on the iron bellCalls the faithful to their kneesAnd hear the softly spoken magic spell==================

Breathe - Reprise

Home, home againI like to be there when I canWhen I come in cold and tiredIt's good to warm my bones beside the fireFar away across the fieldThe tolling of the iron bellCalls the faithful to their kneesTo hear the softly spoken magic spells=================

PINK FLOYD LYRICS

"The Great Gig In The Sky"

"And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, Idon't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime.""I never said I was frightened of dying."

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Money

Money, get awayGet a good job with more pay and you're O.K.Money it's a gasGrab that cash with both hands and make a stashNew car, caviar, four star daydream,Think I'll buy me a football teamMoney get backI'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack.Money it's a hitDon't give me that do goody good bullshitI'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling setAnd I think I need a Lear jetMoney it's a crimeShare it fairly but don't take a slice of my pieMoney so they sayIs the root of all evil todayBut if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they'regiving none away

HuHuh! I was in the right!Yes, absolutely in the right!I certainly was in the right!You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!Yeah!Why does anyone do anything?I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number two. He was askingwhy he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling andscreaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out=====================

Us And Them

Us and ThemAnd after all we're only ordinary menMe, and youGod only knows it's not what we would choose to doForward he cried from the rearand the front rank diedAnd the General sat, as the lines on the mapmoved from side to sideBlack and BlueAnd who knows which is which and who is whoUp and DownAnd in the end it's only round and round and roundHaven't you heard it's a battle of wordsthe poster bearer criedListen son, said the man with the gunThere's room for you insideDown and OutIt can't be helped but there's a lot of it aboutWith, withoutAnd who'll deny that's what the fightings all aboutGet out of the way, it's a busy dayAnd I've got things on my mindFor want of the price of tea and a sliceThe old man died=================

Brain Damage

The lunatic is on the grassThe lunatic is on the grassRemembering games and daisy chains and laughsGot to keep the loonies on the pathThe lunatic is in the hallThe lunatics are in my hallThe paper holds their folded faces to the floorAnd every day the paper boy brings moreAnd if the dam breaks open many years too soonAnd if there is no room upon the hillAnd if your head explodes with dark forebodings tooI'll see you on the dark side of the moonThe lunatic is in my headThe lunatic is in my headYou raise the blade, you make the changeYou re-arrange me 'till I'm saneYou lock the doorAnd throw away the keyThere's someone in my head but it's not me.And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your earYou shout and no one seems to hearAnd if the band you're in starts playing different tunesI'll see you on the dark side of the moon

All that you touchAll that you seeAll that you tasteAll you feelAll that you loveAll that you hateAll you distrustAll you saveAll that you giveAll that you dealAll that you buybeg, borrow or stealAll you createAll you destroyAll that you doAll that you sayAll that you eateveryone you meetAll that you slighteveryone you fightAll that is nowAll that is goneAll that's to comeAnd everything under the sun is in tuneBut the sun is eclipsed by the moon.There is no dark side of the moon really.Matter of fact it's all dark.